I’ll be stripping…. acceptably :)

I’m in!!

Officially signed up for the Rock ‘N’ Roll Marathon series…Vegas style!

ODE TO VEGAS RUNS

Where you can “strip” down on the strip

Through sweat and heart beats

In sync with the feet on the street,

As the runners go with the flow of traction

Steadfast training in action

Lit up inside and most bright on the outside

Lights flashing along this ride

Either twenty-six point.two or thirteen point.one

To run without sun.

~TB (MY non-expert poetry skills in action there)

Tee hee– so I’m inspired AGAIN!! And quite excited for this run in all it’s glory. I’ll be doing the half along with both of my parents and my sis and her hubby.. Yeah, it’s a family affair! I think the coolest thing is that it’s a run at night and can anyone guess why?! Maybe just a few fancy flashing lights, but I could be wrong. ūüėČ Well here is to the up coming training ventures that I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!

Anyone else in for this?!

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SEESTERS xo

A sister shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams. ~ Unknown

Jackie and I shoulder to shoulder, against the world

My younger sister and I, 1988 on my first day of kindergarten going to a new school half way through the year. I remember being scared to not know anyone in a new school. Looking at this photo though leads me to believe that I had a nice pep talk given to me from the mouth of my little sis and partner in crime. I was always good at leading her and picking up her sentence where she’d leave off. But she was also good at sweet encouragements and always believed in her big sis.

This union of sisterly friendship has carried into our adult life and I am ever grateful for that. I really don’t know what I would do without either of my sisters really. Jackie still looks to me for answers in life the way she seemed to early in our childhood. Though I thought I had all the answers being the oldest… and I still think I have them all. Some of the time. (And she believes me!! Don’t tell!) But in all honesty her and I bounce off of each other with ideas, encouragement and questions still all the time. I’m sad I don’t get to see her as often as I’d love to, or that our kids would love to, but that makes the times that we do even more special.

This weekend was an extra special moment to come visit…

She did it!!

My sis and her husband both ran their first half marathon together at the San Diego Rock N’ Roll Marathon this past weekend. They were super excited to set out on this venture together, and I was very proud to see them accomplish it! They had a couple of set backs along the way of training but were still very determined to get out there and finish. Our Dad ran it with them in his usual supportive fashion! They each had a unique story to run for: Jackie set out on this goal a mere four months after having her second baby… Awesome motivation right there! Her hubs Andy was out to do it with her, winds up pulling a calf muscle half way into the training program, as well as had an appendicitis a month before the race… My Dad trained his tush off for a Cabo trip that my parents took a couple of weeks ago.

Needless to say they wore their reasons, LOUD AND PROUD!!

GAVE BIRTH 6 MONTHS AGO…APPENDECTOMY 4 WEEKS AGO…CABO 2 WEEKS AGO…

It was a beautiful day down in San Diego, perfect race weather! I didn’t brave the crowds and street closures¬†at the race but our Mom and I had the post-race breakfast ready to go for them upon their return. We had a champagne toast and hashed over the pain and stories of their experience. That’s what I love to hear, everyone’s personal take on the experience and how they got through it. ¬†All in all it was not too hard for them, which was encouraging for them to feel as though they could do this again! (I plan on doing the next one with them, if it can work out that way) The cool thing was that my Dad got to hop in on the drums at one of the band stations set up along the way. He did Blink 182 with a band set around mile 9. He was totally happy about that, since he was scheming it up in his head to try to do this during the race I know.

I’m so happy for my sister and bro-in-law to have accomplished this! It’s definitely a huge deal to take on goals with an area in life that is not your forte and then totally DO IT!! Neither of them were really ¬†into running before this, so it just goes to show that anything is possible. I think my sis might even be obsessed about medals now like I became… Maybe she caught the B-U-G!

Either way, I’m so proud of my sister for this accomplishment. I know that she can do anything she puts her mind to really and this is one of many ways that she shows it!

ROCK ON JACKIE AND ANDY!!! ūüôā

 

Monday Morning Movement!!

“When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love….” ~ Marcus Aurelius

Ever since completing my marathon I’ve been so lacking my usual drive for exercise…. Crazy!! Maybe its a post-marathon-pardom. Who knows. Anyway my cure is always to get out with the kids, so we have done a lot of that lately! Thanks to an awesome blog I’ve followed cultfit, I felt a little saved this morning and recently! If you have a chance, check them out! Especially those of you with kids! They’ve got lots of great workouts to offer, many which encourage being outside with the kids while doing it. And plenty of great humor and reading to go along with it!

I had an awesomely challenging (can I say that in the same sentence haha?) workout this morning. Simple enough to do without going to the gym, but meeting the exercise demands my body has craved! I love watching the kids try little push-ups. It’s the cutest!! I had a great sweat before setting out for a light 2 mile run with the kids on bikes/strollers….

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Yeah it’s a total win-win… Ella easily meets P.E. requirements, while mom gets in a workout!! Love that!

imagesmelling the roses!

Plus we stopped to enjoy the blooming flowers on the way and even spotted a California Blue bird on the trail! The kids liked that. We often have a fair share of nature greetings while we are out!

Nothing beats racing down hill literally at a sprint pace during the last half of a mile. I’m trying to catch Ella and Gav as they speed on down, carried by the momentum of their bikes. It’s so much FUN!! Which really makes incorporating¬†fitness not optional for us… It’s just a way of life!!¬†Thank goodness for inspiration these days.

Happy Monday! :))

Marathon Rationale Part 2: INSPIRATION


“A baby learns to crawl-A toddler to walk- A child to run- A marathoner never forgets the child within.” ~ Dad

“Part 2” rationale for my marathon is INSPIRATION. Throughout the process of preparing for the LA Marathon, I have taken inspiration from many sources. Whether it was an inspirational quote, or seeing a person out on their wheelchair using the same trail I do (that happened several times). At some point it begins to feel as though there is not much more inspiration¬†to run for other than because I CAN. Because God has given me my mobility, I will put it to use while I can. I think it would be great to run for a cause in the future, in fact I plan on it.

There are a couple bits of inspirations though that are very close to my heart. As mentioned in “Part 1” running has been a part of my life forever it seems. My dad ran many races as I was growing up. Between the 5k’s, 10k’s and marathon’s he did, I’ve always considered him¬†a seasoned runner. I thank him for giving me one half of my “running bug.” My mom is the other half to that equation. She also did several races during that time and would support my dad on his marathon’s as well.

Here is a great post-race pic of my parents probably almost 20 years ago.

The official contributor's to my "running bug"

I love them ūüôā

My mom ran a 5k with me (my first) when I was in junior high. In high school, we had a little tradition of running together during the early mornings before I’d go to school.¬†Looking back I believe it was our way to stay connected during those teenage years. Between myself being busy with school and extra curricular activities, and her working, running gave us something special to do together. The mornings¬†welcomed¬†us with early sunrises and the sound of morning birds in their usual chatty spirits. It encouraged the healthy chatter between a mother and daughter that can often get lost in the shuffle of life as we grow up. I’m very grateful for those times we had on our morning runs together.¬†It helped to solidify our relationship, and inspires a closeness I hope to have with my daughter.

There is this great horse trail at the top of the street that I grew up on, which we would all use for running. It brings back so many memories when I’ve had the opportunity to run that trail again.

Revisiting the trail and my street I grew up on.

I can almost imagine my younger self walking to the top of that street again. I’m guessing I would have never imagined to see the woman I am today, but I think I’d be pretty proud.

Being inspired by my parents all my life gives me inspiration as a parent now myself. To be able to leave a positive impression on my children, like my parents did, is something I pray about often.

My inspiration for this race comes also from being a mother. My kids inspire me everyday. They have brought so much life and love to my world and I want to help make sure that I’ll be here for them as long as possible. That means taking care of myself and my health. Running has been something they enjoy doing with me on our local riding trail. I try to get them out with me as often as I can. Plus it’s the perfect activity to complete physical education requirements. Ella and Gavin ride their bikes and I push Grant in the stroller as I run. I hope this helps to spark a lifelong positive approach to health and fitness.

My parents set my sister’s and I up with a great foundation of fitness. Now it is up to us to continue for ourselves/families. We often attended these races as a family when we were little. It gave my sister Jackie and I (being the older two of us three) the opportunity to take part in the children’s dashes. As Jackie also describes¬†here on her family blog¬†that we were fortunate to have the experience and memories of those early days of fitness. Now we have the opportunity to¬†re-create those experiences for our own family which carries on the tradition again.

Here are a few photos from our early running days haha…

Budding young runners ūüôā

Now all these years later, I’m glad to have the knowledge of my dad from his training days. My dad has been such an encouragement. Unfortunately after originally agreeing to do this race with me, he reached the point for himself during the training process that he had to back out of doing it.

That was a bitter-sweet moment.

His mind was telling him he wanted to be there with me to run the race, but his body had told him something else. He finally had to listen to it. Something about pushing between 13 and 15 miles was just not settling right for him. I really didn’t want to persuade him to keep going, even knowing it has been his dream all along to run a marathon with one of his daughters.

Dad and his daughter's

That brings me to the¬†special¬†thing about the marathons he did run. He made a point to run at least 3 marathons, earning a medal for each daughter. And he did it. 3 solid times, LA Marathon in 1999, 2001 and 2002. It would have been consecutive if it weren’t for a horrible knee injury he had on a ski trip we took in 2000. It was during the middle of his training, already up to 17 miles which is one of the worst setbacks you can ever face. He had to wait it out for one year.

The story of Dad’s marathon life actually began back in 1989. It was the 4th LA Marathon on the books. My dad’s INSPIRATION¬†to run a marathon came after watching the 1984 Olympics here in LA. He set out for that first marathon not being fully prepared as he came to find out. After only training up to 15 miles, he arrived to the race with not an ounce of nutritional supplements on him. He thought he could rely on what the race would provide for runner’s throughout the course. Little did he know or really consider the thought that they could run out of these things so maybe he should bring back up. That was exactly what happened. Supplies became low by the time he reached the stations. All was good for him till about mile 19, when he started to realize that he wasn’t feeling so well. Then by mile 21 he was able to get a slice of orange to eat. The acidity on his empty stomach was definitely not a match. At mile 22 my dad said he “was done.” He had to quit the race.

This is a moment that would haunt him for the next 10 years. He had to finish it. Ironically the unfinished marathon is the story he shares most, not so much his following victories. I think reliving such an intensely painful moment, not only physically but mentally is therapeutic in some way¬†for him.¬†I would gladly hear it again and again. It’s obviously one of those moments that just changes you forever. You never forget it, and it lives on in you through sharing and reliving it.

I can’t imagine what that experience really was for him. I just know he is a hero in my book and an inspiration for not giving up on his dream to finish it. I can truly acknowledge now how much perseverance he had to complete those runs for us. I appreciate it on such a higher level now that I am going through what he did to reach his goals.

I hope my kids look up to me that way too someday. Not to say I’m going to go run more marathons or anything….now that would be crazy lol.

Overall my inspiration comes mostly from within. What is in my heart and mind. The things that drive me and have kept me inspired are the ones who are closest to me rooting me on, and my kids who always have my heart and soul.

As my dad reminded me…

Inspiration is nothing without your own spirit in it.” ~ Dad